One can not measure something that is eternal. A mothers love for her offspring, a soldier falling on a live grenade to save his brother and sisters in arms, goats adopting a baby deer and letting it nurse, visiting a nursing home once or twice a week to help and brighten someones day at a latter stage in life, or giving up your Christmas day to volunteer at a soup opera feeding the hungry, and what about all the hunters across the USA that harvest animals and donate the meat to feed the hungry and never ask for nothing; that barely skims the surface. In the last 15 to 20 years, the only place i have found it difficult to find love is in organized religeon and politics, there is only a threa...

One can not measure something that is eternal. A mothers love for her offspring, a soldier falling on a live grenade to save his brother and sisters in arms, goats adopting a baby deer and letting it nurse, visiting a nursing home once or twice a week to help and brighten someones day at a latter stage in life, or giving up your Christmas day to volunteer at a soup opera feeding the hungry, and what about all the hunters across the USA that harvest animals and donate the meat to feed the hungry and never ask for nothing; that barely skims the surface. In the last 15 to 20 years, the only place i have found it difficult to find love is in organized religeon and politics, there is only a thread separating the two. Was there not a song called Love IS A MANY SPLENDOR THING?

"Making love" is a case of the corruptedness of the colloquial English language. I can experience love; I can give love; but I cannot make love.
Maybe I am able to make you love me (but, knowing me, I am not sure).
Certainly, you can have/practise/enjoy/sustain sexual intercourse. Love can be its interpersonal background and impetus. Love can be widened and deepened and, occasionally, awake by sexual activities. But it's never ever you that makes love.
By the way: Having sex is a feature, not an activity. Having a sex is fine for having mutual sexual experiences. Having no sex would be a pity.

Summary: Don't talk of "making ...

"Making love" is a case of the corruptedness of the colloquial English language. I can experience love; I can give love; but I cannot make love.
Maybe I am able to make you love me (but, knowing me, I am not sure).
Certainly, you can have/practise/enjoy/sustain sexual intercourse. Love can be its interpersonal background and impetus. Love can be widened and deepened and, occasionally, awake by sexual activities. But it's never ever you that makes love.
By the way: Having sex is a feature, not an activity. Having a sex is fine for having mutual sexual experiences. Having no sex would be a pity.

Summary: Don't talk of "making love" - you can't! - nor of "having sex" - that's fine but not vasopressor per se! --- concentrate on making sense when you talk. For the sake of the eternal truth, s'il vous plaît.

I'd never dare to take you serious, debbydear.
You have kept on saying questionable things.

One makes one's own experiences.

Hark to these words: One makes one's own experiences. That's what the daydreamer is the whole day occupied with (because he or she thinks to need a counter project contra to the reality which they dread to experience).

Can one make love? YES. It's created with intention.

That's true, I might admit, to wit in the case of autoeroticism. Making love is an autoerotic business, and an illusionary one. (That booms in the hokum to love love.)
Do you feel there's something in the air and you don't know what it is? Then...

I'd never dare to take you serious, debbydear.
You have kept on saying questionable things.

One makes one's own experiences.

Hark to these words: One makes one's own experiences. That's what the daydreamer is the whole day occupied with (because he or she thinks to need a counter project contra to the reality which they dread to experience).

Can one make love? YES. It's created with intention.

That's true, I might admit, to wit in the case of autoeroticism. Making love is an autoerotic business, and an illusionary one. (That booms in the hokum to love love.)
Do you feel there's something in the air and you don't know what it is? Then rummage around in the set of your options what to do and what you can make, huh? Homo faber, huh? The human as a demiurge of his feelings, huh? Need love? Make it! Need hope? Make it! Need faith? Make it! Need beatitude? Make it!
Oh, y'all makers, conserve your linguistic tools and wield them to create your handymen psychology! Persuade yourselves that your neurohormonal system's state you are able to generate by applying drugs or electrodes, could properly be called "love"! I flout your common parlance of self-made love. Tush!
Love is heavenly, so to say. Since I believe that God is love, I nourish and cherish and value love between humans as a distant echo of The love. (And don't tell me anything about bodily and mental love - love of course is indivisible!)
I stick to it: You can experience love, and you can mind love and care about it; but you can't make it. Punctum.

Sometimes *corrupt colloquial English' is all you need to make a point.

Of course. If one's point is corrupt or poor, corrupt or poor colloquial speech is proper.
And the other way round: Corrupt and poor speech indicates a corrupt and poor mental world.
Can corrupt and poor speech approach and express any "Eternal Truth"?

Oh that *fucking* colloquial English (esp. in its American deformation)! It is unsurpassable regarding the affairs of technology and commerce, but it tends to technologize and commercialize conceptually all aspects of life. This is linguistic impoverishment in itself and causes spiritual impoverishment.
"Make love, not war" - ha! This bathetic phrase i...

Sometimes *corrupt colloquial English' is all you need to make a point.

Of course. If one's point is corrupt or poor, corrupt or poor colloquial speech is proper.
And the other way round: Corrupt and poor speech indicates a corrupt and poor mental world.
Can corrupt and poor speech approach and express any "Eternal Truth"?

Oh that *fucking* colloquial English (esp. in its American deformation)! It is unsurpassable regarding the affairs of technology and commerce, but it tends to technologize and commercialize conceptually all aspects of life. This is linguistic impoverishment in itself and causes spiritual impoverishment.
"Make love, not war" - ha! This bathetic phrase is very revealing! It's concise, catchy, and morally laudable, but linguistically and mentally poor speech. To show that, I made my point.

Sincerely,
Johanna (für die auf Englisch zu schreiben eine Qual ist, weil deutsche Gedanken halt kaum mithilfe eines English dictionary auszudrücken sind)